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Ozzy’s First Puppy Party

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As promised, I said I wouldn’t blog about Ozzy too much, as this should be an Ozzy-free zone. BUT Ozzy is actually having a better social life than I am at the moment, and I thought I’d share what he’s been up to, just in case you have a puppy and are looking for ideas to keep them amused. Before buying Ozzy, I had read somewhere that socialisation for puppies is really important, meeting different types of people, dogs and animals in general; trust me, the dog has had more socialisation than any other living being I know!

Since Ozzy has not been allowed in the office (meeeew :(  ), my Mum has been amazing at looking after him, as well as her two boxer dogs - well, 18 month old boxers are still in the mindset of being puppies. She’s been looking after Ozzy every weekday that I’ve been at work and I really, really appreciate it, especially because this change came out of nowhere.

Taking care of three dogs (especially when one is not completely house-trained at her house!) is really hard work and so, Mum and I started looking at puppy day cares, particularly for Ozzy, because we think he needs to meet other dogs his own age. We found one close to us and Ozzy had his induction last week, just to see if he gets on with other dogs (which he obviously does!) and we signed him up for his first session on Monday. Mum booked him in to pick him up at 3.30pm in case he got stressed out, but he was so happy and tired from running around with the other pups, he could’ve probably stayed longer. Needless to say, Ozzy slept all the way home and most of Monday evening and we’ve booked him in again for Thursday. Mum’s going to be putting him in there when she’s out of the house or if she just fancies a day off, and I’ll be putting him in there when I go on holiday. I’m so happy we found somewhere awesome for him during the day, because I know Cooper and Lexi can sometimes be really hard work for him as he’s so small and runs under chairs to get away from them…

The other week, the vets called us up and offered us a place at their puppy parties, which they hold on Tuesday evenings, just so puppies can interact with each other really and teaching them the basic commands. Ozzy already sits and lays down on command, but he doesn’t come back when I call his name (sometimes he comes back for Jay… because they’re best friends and I’m just the hand that feeds him!), and this is something really important to us, as we live by a main road and we don’t want him running into the road if the door opens. The puppy classes are for five weeks and don’t cost a lot, because I think it’s going to be a bit of a run around for the pups than a strict ‘do this, do that’ class, but I’m looking forward to it all the same.

Ozzy had a bloody amazing time. He’s definitely the class clown! There’s five of us in a class, and it’s more about our puppies interacting with other puppies. All of them were around his age and there was a massive dog (I can’t remember the name of the breed, but he was black, huge and fluffy!) called Doogie and a little tiny Westie called Lily and a shaggy dog (I can’t remember his breed at all!) called Sherlock – Ozzy was going to be called this at one point. Ozzy has befriended a labradoodle called Harry and the pair of them were pretty inseperable, chasing each other around and tumbling all over the place. He was definitely the craziest dog, running around and jumping on everyone, but was also the cutest (I’m not biased) and people were really surprised when I told them he was a pug beagle cross – a lot of people just see beagle in him now. I’m glad we went because he managed to sleep all night, and recently he’s been waking us up at 4.30am. He was even knackered and not in the mood for playing when I dropped him to Mum’s this morning, so the puppy party did what I suppose it was meant to. I also learned that fleas aren’t that small and ticks rattle in a test tube when they’re shaken. I also learned that Ozzy is house trained at mine and Nan’s and not at Mum’s because it’s Cooper’s territory, so Ozzy needs extra training at Mum’s.

Success. And I can’t wait until next week to do it all again :)

Welcome to the pup!

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So he’s finally here!! A good few months I have been awaiting this moment and yesterday, we picked up our puggle puppy!! He was very good on the ride home, cuddling Jay and feeling really relaxed. He also had a really hyper evening before we had to leave him to sleep on his own. That was the hardest part. But he settled after an hour, so he wasn’t too bad.

He is 9 weeks old and we finally decided on his name. Introducing Oscar – or Ozzy :)

Today is a massive toilet training day, but obviously after all of the excitement of yesterday, Oscar has slept for about 4 hours today. Jay and I are really happy with our new arrival and of course, he will feature heavily in my Weeks In Pictures from now on!!

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Good morning!

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This morning, I took Jay to the train station, so I’m awake a whole hour and a half earlier than I usually am! So I thought I’d blog a little.

My wardrobe is semi-built. Tiny Hooray. Just because I have to drill the parts together and I’m not confident in doing that all by myself… So I’m gonna try and get my Uncle to do it for me!

I haven’t swam much at all this week. Only for one session. I have been super busy with work and my new Zumba obsession that the swim has kinda been on the back burner. I have now raised a crazy £4,090 for my swim. I am going to swim for 3 hours this Sunday. My first full session. Eek.

Jay is away this weekend. He’s doing a challenge in July which is all cycling and mountain climbing so he’s off cycling from his parents’ house to Norfolk and back, so I got a whole weekend to myself again.

Times like these, puppy is required. Although on Saturday, Mum and I are meeting up with Dad’s old secretary in London for lunch. I don’t know if I’m looking forward to that or not. I’ve only met her once at Dad’s memorial dinner. I dunno. It’s good to meet people who knew my Dad’s city life, I suppose. But it’s not really fun to see people you don’t actually know.

So, a busy weekend. I have sorted out my holidays at work and it looks like we can get the puppy on 10th December as I can take holiday for the rest of the year from Monday 12th. I’m waiting for my bosses to say it’s fine – then I’ll be counting down the months, weeks and days.

I have been working so hard at work and really have been trying to exceed myself. It would be awesome if I could get a bonus at Christmas but I doubt that it’s that kind of job with bonuses!

Time for a bit of a nap before work haha.

Weight Loss, Water and Plenty of Exercise.

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Well, following my last post, I lost 1.5lbs last week.

This week, I gained half lb.

I have been stepping up my training, so I have reason to believe that its muscle, rather than faaaat! But I’m on my diet like no one’s business at the moment. I’m eating exactly what I should be eating. I’m not going outside my daily point allocation and, although I’m earning activity points (6 points per hour), I am not touching them either! Maybe that’s why I gained though… Because I’m not eating enough. I’m drinking 1.5 litres of water at least per day. Yesterday, I drank nearly 3 litres. Water speeds up fat loss, don’t you know. As I take a swig out of one of my 1.5 litre bottles.

Training has been going well. I am getting faster – well, as fast as you can for distance training. A 40 minute mile is my aim and that’s where I’m at right now. So it’s progress. I swam for an hour and a half the other day and didn’t really feel tired. But then, I had a shitty training session in the morning, because I hadn’t drank enough water. Lesson learned: drink tonnes of water when I’m swimming this for real.

Charlotte and I have joined the Zumba revolution. For those who haven’t tried it, do. It’s like aerobics to Latino music and Latino dance moves. It’s seriously addictive and we’re doing two sessions a week from next week! It doesn’t feel like you’re working out at all – but then you feel the sweat dripping from your forehead, so it must be doing something! On our Tuesday session, I’ll be swimming before hand as well! I must shift this weight… Particularly before weigh ins on Wednesdays!!

Today is a bit of an exciting day for me. My wardrobe is being delivered! Between the hours of 3pm and 7pm. FINALLY. I have saved and saved AND saved! And now I will have somewhere to store my clothes which won’t look like Primark railings. Seriously. Jay doesn’t want the wardrobe in our room, but God damnit, it’s going in there! I got up extra early to rearrange our room, ready for our new arrival. No, it is not a baby. I cannot wait to build it tonight. Ikea is like grown up Lego. I love it!!

So what am I doing this weekend, I hear you ask? Well, on Saturday, I have to swim, go to my Zumba class and teach swimming lessons for an hour. I might even push the boat out and go for a run! AND obviously, I’m gonna move all my clothes into my wardrobe! Yay!!

Sunday is Father’s Day. Yikes. I have donated my Father’s Day donation to Cancer Research. We’ve already gone through one of these and, although it doesn’t feel any easier yet, I’m sure it will do eventually. I felt really sad earlier this week and my head just kept flashing back to ‘the night’. I had a bad swim that day as well. I have to remember what I’m doing this swim for and what Dad would be saying now. Probably laughing at me, and thinking I would never be able to do it!

On Sunday, Jay and I are going out for lunch. We haven’t been out for a meal in a small age, so we’re living on the edge and going to lunch. And I have my discount card for 2 for 1 on all courses. So it’ll be cheap and cheerful!

My budget hasn’t been going as awesome as I hoped it would. I have been spending like a good’un. But that recycling phone website has given me £80 for my severely smashed up phone. Happy days! That’s going straight on a cover for my iPhone! And some new trainers. As I left my ones out in the rain the other day. Sigh.

So we’re starting our budget again! All my direct debits/savings have come out, I have paid friend for the iPhone and I’ve filled my car up with petrol. The outstanding direct debits are for phone bill, laptop and car insurance. I have to be super strict with my budget.

But alas, my dear reader, do not fret. Subway Subcard is all about earning triple points per sub that I buy and I have a low fat sub for lunch every day (9 points, in case you were wondering!). So, whilst this triple point thing is going on, I may as well use cash to buy my lunch and earn the points in order to get FREE Subway later on in life! HOOR-FRICKIN’-RAY!! Seriously, I have currently earned enough points for 3 free subs, but I’m going to hold out until the end of the month when I need free lunches! Also, you get the chance to win free things every day – I have won 2 free medium drinks or packets of crisps! SAVINGS!! I also am in for a chance of winning a Nintendo 3DS, which, if I do win, will be going straight on Ebay for more moneys to spend! Hahaha. I won’t win though. I never win.

I am feeling happy, Reader. Everything is going awesome. Don’t think I have not realised that I have not mentioned puggles in this post. We are still coming up with some awesome names. Yesterday, we were going through Harry Potter names. Fang is my favourite :)

HAPPY FRIDAY!

Channel Swimming and a catch up on my life!

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I am so aware that I haven’t written since Newquay. Sorry, readers! I honestly don’t understand how people are doing this post a day in 2011 thing, when I can just about post once a week!

Anyways. What I’ve been up to. I’m blonde now! Hooray! Not even a subtle blonde. Bright yellow, almost white blonde. It took Nikki 5 hours – nearly 6! – to do all of my hair and my scalp is actually falling apart because of my stupid eczema, but she promised that she won’t have to do it like that again, so I’m happy. It was so blonde, in fact, that I had to tint my eyebrows to make me look a little more normal. Jet black eyebrows and bright yellow hair don’t quite go.

Other than that, I’ve been working hard. I reached my target – yippee! – and we currently have 322 babies swimming with us this term. This might change, as we do have a cooling off period, where people can still join over the second and third week, so we might even get to 350! We even have tonnes of babies on our waiting list for our next term in September! It’s all going good in work and we have two to four new pools for our September term too, which means we can have even more babies swimming with us! Hooray! Problem is that one current pool keeps faffing around, but this will hopefully be sorted this week and we can carry on as usual. It’s so quiet in the office today and I’ve done my jobs, so that’s why I’m blogging :)

I have up-ed the training for my super challenge this year. I have been training in drips and drabs for the last couple of weeks, due to already made plans at the weekend and stuff, so I am swimming a mile every single day and will attempt a one and a half hour’s swim before my recovery week in a few weeks time. I have somehow raised a whopping £1,270.00 and I’m still hoping to raise some more, as not all my relatives have put in yet! Training is going well when I actually do it – yesterday, I swam legs only for a mile in 50 minutes, which is less time it took me to swim full stroke for a mile when I first started this crazy thing. Tonight is arms only, which I am dreading. I am still sporting an old swimming injury and every time I swim front crawl, it hurts. So back stroke or breast stroke, it is. It’s only for a mile, that’s what I keep telling myself. An hour out of my life. And think of the weight I’ll lose. It’s fine. Eep.

Budget has been completely rubbish for this month so far. Bearing in mind, I got paid last week, I am down to my last few pennies, so I’ve had to dip into the wardrobe fund to help me out for this month. It’s only because my Newquay payments all got taken out after I got paid. It’s fine. I’m fine. This weekend, we have a man coming in to install a Sky eye into our bedroom and to put the TV up on the wall. It’s not going to cost too much and it’s another thing to do with the house, so I don’t mind putting some wardrobe fund towards it. Plus, online bingo’s on in the background and the jackpot is £25, so that might save me!

I kind of want to move out of our house now and onto somewhere new and perhaps closer to work, so I have been looking around on the sly – my God, houses are expensive. I want to make sure our current house is perfect before we leave though, so that’s why I’m getting all these jobs done. Painter/decorator is in at the beginning of June – no, that is not a euphemism!! – to cut in the paint jobs that Jay and I didn’t do so well and to sort out Jay’s study and to paint around the recently fixed light switches. And then I’ll have to reassess what else needs doing!

Jay has agreed that we need a puggle in our lives, so we’re looking into getting one around mid-December, so I can take off the rest of my holiday and train it before I go back to work and have to pop back and forth off my lunch breaks to check he’s okay. I am so excited about this fact, we are currently discussing puppy names. We’ve gone through Futurama characters and Nickelodeon programmes from when we were kids. Considering we don’t know if we’re going to get a boy puppy or a girl puppy, we’re coming up with some awesome suggestions. Jay said if it’s a girl, we have to call her Lola after the Kinks song, but then I told him that the song was about a transvestite and now he’s not too sure. I have bought a book on puggles so I’m waiting for that to be delivered.

So everything’s peachy with me. Will keep you updated on whether my hair goes green due to all this training and any awesome puppy names we happen to come up with!

“And it’s go, go, goooo…”

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Last weekend, we went to Juan Les Pins. Literally, this is translated as John the Pins. Only joking, I don’t really know what it is translated as. We went for Jay’s Dad’s 50 something birthday and I really had a nice time with Jay and his family. We stayed in a real nice hotel, about a 5 minute walk from the beach (and beach bars) and actually spent most of our time in them!

Day one wasn’t all that bad – we landed at 2ish and were in a beach bar by 3. I got so drunk, I can’t really remember it. Jay had to take me home, although I was all up for going clubbing and had told Chloe (Jay’s sister) that we’re all going clubbing about 5 seconds before it was decided that I should go home. Woops!

Day two, we went to Monaco. One word: WOW. Although I had a day-long hangover, the sheer wealth of that place did not fail to overcome me! Jay wrote down a list of rare cars that he’d seen that day (I know, geek!) and there’s about 60 of them on the back of a receipt. We walked the Grand Prix track – Jay was so excited and he had such a nice day :) I did not drink until dinner, as I was feeling so disgusting. Chloe’s friend, Mark lives in France and he came down to meet us. I had to take him back to the hotel as he’d reached his alcohol limit at around midnight after a strawberry daiquiri and a few glasses of wine!

Day three, we watched the Turkish Grand Prix on a sofa on the beach! And then went to watch Man United v Chelsea. Jay drank all day that day, as when I took Mark back to the hotel, he and Chloe went to the nightclub and got (what I like to call) uber-smashed, and he basically didn’t want to get a hangover. Logical, eh? We had some Thai food and drank outside a cocktail bar, watching Brazilian street performers. I still didn’t feel 100% – I’m not cut out for drinking anymore! – so I was on the non-alcoholic fruity cocktails, which were lovely and refreshing :)

Day four was a pack up and go day. We walked along the promenade, catching our last bit of French sun and then went to the airport :)

Work today has been difficult. It’s hard going to Dubai one week, the South of France the next and then adjusting back to work life! Such as life, eh? I’m in the office on my own again today and I have worked really hard. I’ve only enrolled one baby, but the rest of it has been dealing with emails and voicemails and other problems that we’ve had with our other pools.

This weekend, I am going to Plymouth. I am so excited! I haven’t been there since January, but it feels like a lot longer! I’ve got a house party to go to on Friday night to celebrate Cat’s birthday and then on Saturday, we’re going to Newquay. I have never ever been to Newquay before! It should be good fun – we’re going down with a few friends and partying the night away.

I feel bad as I won’t really be spending any time with Jay this week. I have made myself too busy, even for myself! Tonight, I’m going to dinner with Charlotte, for a much needed catch up! Tomorrow, I need to go for a swim in the morning before work and I have WW in the evening. On Thursday, I’m swimming before work and I have this dinner in memory of my Dad (hmm…). And on Friday, swimming before work in the morning, half day at work and then heading down to Plymouth! No Jay time :( Next week should be freer, and I’m only busy on Saturday night next week for this Mason’s dinner with Mum!

I have decided I am going to buy a puppy at the end of the year. Ha! Seriously, I have been persuaded that I want a puggle after seeing how frickin’ cute they are! Jay and I are talking about moving house, maybe somewhere more into town, so I’m sure all will be completely fine to get a puppy dawg :) I just have to finish all my projects in our current house in order to put it up for rent (Yay, more income! Well, fingers crossed anyways!). I’ll start putting up some jobs on that builder website in June time when I have a little bit more money to spend on it. It only needs painting and putting up my TV on the bracket and things like that – easy things, really, but stuff I really rubbish at. The cutting in on our paint jobs are completely hideous so someone will have to go over them – and at a weekend, which the most costly thing about it.

Other than that, things are fabulous. My swimming training is going okay – I’m trying to fit in as much swimming as I can, but there have been a couple of occasions, like this morning, where I felt completely exhausted and haven’t gone. That will all change in the upcoming weeks, especially if I feel like I’m losing more weight than I have been. My budget has gone quite well actually, considering the holidays we have been on! I think that will all change, as I did have some birthday money this month, so next month will have to be a lot tighter. I have saved £200 from this month’s pay, but my next pay day is this Sunday — I’m hoping I’ll be paid on Friday to cover for my weekend! I will be buying my wardrobe in June or July, depending on how much I’ve saved altogether, which will make a huge difference to the house’s state! Clean washing is absolutely everywhere as I’ve ran out of space on my Primark rails (not actually from Primark, but that’s what they remind me of…) and Jay keeps stealing my hangers (but thinks I haven’t realised. I’m onto you!!).

This growing up malarkey is somewhat of a challenge! So much to do and so much little time to do it in. But I’m coping, sports fans. Just need one more to do list on top of the five current to do lists that I have!

Stupid Trains RUIN EVERYTHING!!!

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Argh, so last night was a nightmare after my alright day.

Not only did I get caught in the rain without an umbrella, all the way from the office to Fenchurch Street — ooooh, nooo!! After the gym, I found out the trains from Fenchurch Street had problems, so jumped on the first one with my stop. This one made a 20 minute stop before Limehouse. So when I had efficiently booked my taxi half hour after it departed, I had to call up the taxi company, greeted with a rude “Who are you??!” and push my time back further.

Then, my phone battery ran out. And then, the train stopped AGAIN. Inefficient!

I didn’t want to ask anyone to borrow their phone – they were just as agitated as I was, but I was the only one traveling home in their sweaty gym gear… And I was greeted at my station, with no taxi. As expected really. Asked the train person behind the glass if they had a pay phone to which I received a very dreary and bored “No…” So I asked where the nearest pay phone was… “I dunno…”. Thanks, train woman behind the glass!!

I walked out of the station, wondering what the hell I should do. I couldn’t walk home, because it’s all main roads and there’s a really scary round-a-bout that I wouldn’t mind not crossing! And there, on my right. A pub. Hooray! But, oh. Does that mean I have to buy a drink or crisps or something to use their phone? I’m not hungry or thirsty, so neither would be beneficial. So slowly, I walked in, soaked from the rain, and asked the bar maid if I could use their phone to call a taxi because my taxi had left me and I had no battery – she just passed me the phone! I swear I saw a bright light behind her and angel music playing.

Called the taxi company – that stupid woman from earlier picks up the phone and starts, even after I explained my situation. Tried to keep my cool, but didn’t. And thus, they sent a taxi. Hooray!

I got home and just cried.

Boyfriend calls and I offer him a lift. When the time comes, I pick him up, start talking about my journey and just start crying AGAIN. I am so emotional at the moment. I would like someone to slap me and tell me to slap out of it please.

This morning, I picked up my Stylist magazine that I do every Wednesday, by Tower Hill station. And there’s a CUTE puppy on the front, with the caption “Admit It… He’s Already Made You Smile”. And it did. So hooray for Stylist magazine – I even emailed the editor to say thanks for it! Such relief that I’m not just this crying ogre all the time!!